Two Hundred Dollars, Let Your Funeral Have A Mysterious Past

Chapter 76: Kowloon pulls the coffin!

Qin, thirty-seventh year, August.

The news of the death of the First Emperor Yingzheng spread throughout the Qin Kingdom.

And at the same time.

The spies of the remaining forces of the Six Kingdoms in Qin also sent news back to their respective masters.

Shouchun was the territory of the original Chu State.

The "Xiang" flag was erected.

Xiang Liang was wearing armor and a helmet, riding on a horse and ranking in front of the three armies.

Next to him, Xiang Yu was also wearing armor, with a look of coldness and ferocity on his rough face.

"Report!"

At this time.

A soldier hurried over.

When he ran forward, he knelt down on one knee and bowed his hands.

"Report to the general, the forces of the other five countries have been assembled and are setting off immediately!" the soldier shouted quickly.

Hear the words.

The soldiers of the three armies all shook their bodies, the blood in their bodies boiled, and the expressions on their faces were full of excitement and expectation.

Xiang Liang and Xiang Yu were even more excited.

Xiang Liang shouted: "Okay!"

Then, he raised the spear in his hand and shouted in a deep voice: "Go to war! Defeat Qin!"

As soon as these words came out.

Suddenly.

Countless soldiers raised their weapons together and shouted in unison.

"Fight Qin!"

The sound shocked the world and resounded through the sky. A monstrous murderous aura filled every inch of the air.

The order to "defeat Qin" was deeply buried in everyone's hearts.

This kind of scene is also the same in the other five places of Qin State, that is, the remaining forces of the remaining five countries.

After learning the news of the death of the First Emperor Yingzheng, the remnants of the Six Kingdoms responded quickly, and it took only one day to determine the time to attack. On "July 47" they prepared to launch a surprise attack on Qin immediately after the funeral of the First Emperor.

At that time, in the Qin State, the new king had just come to power, the court was unstable, and the military was demoralized.

It's an excellent offensive moment.

As for the Six Nations armies, there are hundreds of thousands of forces that can be assembled.

Although there are still some shortcomings when facing the Qin State, facing the Qin State at that time, the winning rate will inevitably increase.

The momentum of defeating Qin and restoring the six kingdoms is irresistible and irreversible!

For a time, Da Qin's already unstable position became even more crisis-ridden.

time flies.

After careful and complicated etiquette preparations.

Today is the big day when the First Emperor Yingzheng will enter the First Emperor's Mausoleum and hold a funeral.

The sky is clear, white clouds are floating in the sky, and the sun is shining on the earth, adding a touch of hot atmosphere to the people in the world.

In Xianyang City.

All over the city, people were dressed in white and wore white stripes on their heads.

Streets throughout the city were also spontaneously hung with white cloth strips.

The whole city was filled with a sad atmosphere, and even the air was filled with sadness.

And the Afang Palace, which used to be majestic, solemn, and decorated with lights and colorful lights, has long been replaced by things that represent celebration.

White cloths were hung everywhere.

Outside the palace of the First Emperor Ying Zheng.

The ministers changed out of their usual court uniforms and all wore white cloth. They replaced the crowns and hats they wore on their heads with white crowns.

At this moment, they all knelt down and worshiped outside the palace, with sad and sentimental expressions on their faces.

In the bedroom.

A huge bronze coffin was placed in the center of the palace.

Inside, buried is the body of Ying Zheng, the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty and the first emperor in Chinese history, Qin Shihuang.

Beside the coffin.

All the concubines and queens were all wearing white clothes and holding handkerchiefs. They were crying and their eyes were filled with tears.

Fu Su and Hu Hai wore sackcloth and mourning, followed by a group of descendants of the First Emperor Ying Zheng.

This funeral is the funeral of the First Emperor, and it is also a funeral that will be passed down through the ages.

In front of the coffin.

Li Si was dressed in white and held a long bamboo slip in his hand.

"Today, the First Emperor passes away and will be buried in the First Emperor's Mausoleum..."

"The First Emperor's achievements will be remembered for generations to come, and future generations should keep them in mind..."

The long and complicated memorial ceremony came from Li Si's mouth and reached the ears of everyone present.

At this moment, everyone present was silent, and no one dared to speak. They all listened quietly and recorded it silently in their hearts.

Zhao Gao, on the other hand, was always staring at Li Si and the bronze coffin containing the body of the First Emperor.

To this day, he still has not given up the idea of ​​tampering with the First Emperor's imperial edict.

After all, when the First Emperor Yingzheng died, he and Li Si were the only ones present, and the edict was in Li Si's hands and was never passed on to others.

It's not the two of them who have the final say as to who the legend is located at.

Even though Fusu is now the prince, and even though General Meng Tian has returned to Xianyang, none of this will hinder his plan.

As long as the First Emperor's last edict had not been made public, and as long as Li Si had not revealed it, the late emperor procrastinated on his deathbed to let Fusu succeed to the throne.

There is still time for everything.

It's just that he hasn't found a chance to discuss the matter with Li Si yet.

As long as he finds a chance, he will be able to convince Li Si.

While Zhao Gao was deep in thought.

Hu Hai stood aside and whispered: "Teacher...how did you handle that matter..."

When Zhao Gao heard this, he glanced at Hu Hai, the expression on his face did not change, he quickly lowered his head and responded: "Please rest assured, Your Highness, I can get things done today."

Hu Hai nodded: "That is the best, if not..."

Hu Hai didn't say the rest.

But Zhao Gao already understood what it meant: "Your Highness, please rest assured. Even if I risk my life, I will definitely handle this matter for Your Highness."

The two of them finalized the matter in such a sad atmosphere.

"Coffin lifting! Funeral!"

After reading the long memorial text, Li Si put down the bamboo slips in his hand and shouted in a sad and choking voice.

As soon as these words came out.

The cries rose up in the sky, heart-breaking, heart-wrenching cries, resounding in the inner courtyard of the palace, as if they were going to spread to every corner of the Afang Palace, as if they were going to break through the sky, and let even this day hear it here. cries.

At this time.

Several big men stepped forward, one person stood beside the bronze coffin, and struggled to lift the bronze coffin.

In front of the bronze coffin.

Fusu walked in the front, holding the black dragon robe of the First Emperor in his hand and tears could not stop flowing down his cheeks.

The queen, concubines, Hu Hai, and other sons followed closely behind.

Behind the bronze coffin.

In the ranks of ministers.

Li Si, Feng Quji, Zhao Gao and others were in front.

Other ministers followed.

According to etiquette, everyone must carry the bronze coffin and walk through every corner of the Epang Palace.

After all, this is the place where the First Emperor Yingzheng lived, and it was also his own Afang Palace.

After that, they carried the bronze coffin out of Epang Palace, walked through Xianyang City, and headed to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

Several big men carried the extremely heavy bronze coffin, accompanied by the prince Fusu, the queen, concubines, ministers, etc., and walked through every inch of the Epang Palace and every inner courtyard of the palace.

In an instant, the entire Epang Palace became more sad.

at the same time.

Outside Afang Palace.

Zhang Ye was wearing a black robe, holding a high-powered telescope, and holding a black umbrella in his other hand. He stood on a high place and looked down at Afang Palace.

Black robe, black umbrella, and binoculars have become Zhang Ye's essential equipment for attending his client's funeral.

At this time, looking at the movements in the Epang Palace, looking at the bronze coffin, "walking" through every corner of the Epang Palace.

Zhang Ye shook his head and laughed.

"First Emperor, please take a good look in the sky to see if the luxurious emperor's eternal funeral I have prepared for you meets your requirements."

As he spoke, he looked up.

After seeing the black clouds gathering in the distance in the sky, Zhang Ye smiled.

"here we go."

Inside the Epang Palace.

The bronze coffin, together with the accompanying team, stopped in front of the imperial city gate of Afang Palace.

After leaving Afang Palace, Shi Zi truly left this place.

Follow the ritual.

The First Emperor's coffin will stay here for half a moment, so that the First Emperor can better view the entire Epang Palace again.

at this time.

Zhao Gao seized this golden opportunity, came to Li Si, and whispered softly: "Prime Minister, I have something important to report to you.

Li Si frowned and was about to scold him.

But looking at Zhao Gao's expression, he swallowed his words again.

Afterwards, he followed Zhao Gao to a deserted place.

"Prime Minister, are you still in possession of the late emperor's edict?" Zhao Gao got straight to the point and asked directly.

Li Si nodded: "Master Zhao, the late emperor's edict is still in my hand."

Zhao Gao smiled: "Prime Minister, have you ever thought about what will happen to you if you assist Fusu as the late emperor said?"

Li Si frowned, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Master Zhao, what does this mean?"

Zhao Gao chuckled and said in a low voice: "Prime Minister, Mr. Fusu has succeeded to the throne. Do you think Mr. Fusu will reuse you?"

"In terms of talent, have you ever been as good as General Meng Tian?"

"In terms of marching, are you better than General Meng Tian?"

"In terms of merit, do you surpass General Meng Tian?"

"In terms of friendship, trust, and foresight, can you compare to General Meng Tian?"

This series of questions...

Li Sibon's sad expression immediately became extremely gloomy.

"Prime Minister, if Mr. Fu Su succeeds to the throne, your position as Prime Minister may change hands."

"If Meng Tian comes to power in the future, have you ever thought about what will happen to you?"

"Prime Minister, you and I are the only ones who know the late emperor's final words now, and the edict is in your hands. If we take that edict..."

Seeing Li Si's expression, Zhao Gao continued to confuse him, becoming more and more energetic as he spoke, and felt more confident as he spoke.

As long as Li Si can be persuaded, everything will be easy to handle.

Even if Fusu is already the prince, as long as there is the late emperor's edict, nothing will be a problem.

"Master Zhao... half an hour has passed. This matter... we should discuss it later." Li Si bowed his hands and his tone changed slightly.

After saying that, he ignored Zhao Gao and turned around to leave.

Zhao Gao, on the other hand, sneered in his heart after seeing Li Si's reaction.

In his opinion, Li Si already had some intention of submitting, and he was persuaded by himself.

Ask this world, who doesn't want to have great power?

Even though he was an extremely humane minister, neither he nor Li Si could go against the instinct of human nature.

Thinking of this, Zhao Gao felt even happier.

Raising his head, he looked at the clear sky and the occasional clouds floating by the wind.

The corners of his mouth could not help but rise a little.

After the late emperor's grand burial.

The world of Great Qin belongs to him, Zhao Gao!

At this moment.

Zhao Gao was stunned for a moment, looking at the sky in the distance in a trance.

I saw.

In the distant sky, a huge black cloud is gathering quickly, drifting quickly towards the Afang Palace.

at the same time.

Li Si returned to the bronze coffin.

Half a moment has passed.

It's time for the First Emperor's coffin to leave the city.

At this time.

The soldiers on both sides of the city gate immediately stepped forward and opened the extremely heavy city gate.

Fusu was in front, and several big men carried the heavy bronze coffin. The accompanying team followed closely behind and walked towards the outside of the city gate.

And just before Fusu Kuo crossed the city gate.

The bronze coffin carried by several big men just left the city gate.

call

Wind blows.

"Why is it so dark today?"

A minister looked up at the sky and exclaimed.

Suddenly, everyone present raised their heads and looked at the sky.

I saw that the originally clear sky quickly became dark.

A huge ball of mist enveloped the entire world, as if it was about to swallow up the whole world.

"What...what's going on! Today is the day when the late emperor was buried on February 3, and then...there was such a change. This is...this is an ominous sign! "

"How could there be such a change? This...this is..."

"Fart! This is... this is an auspicious sign! This sign shows that the First Emperor's achievements were recognized by heaven. The death of the First Emperor makes even the heaven... feel sad!"

"That's right, that's it. The achievements of the First Emperor will be stupefied even to death!"

All the ministers discussed it one after another, with expressions of great astonishment.

They never thought that the weather would change so suddenly on the day of the First Emperor's funeral.

Even Fusu, together with the queen, concubines, and all the first prince's heirs, were really shocked by the change in the weather.

The next moment, the mist dispersed in an instant.

The originally clear sky disappeared, and the silk clouds floating in the sky disappeared.

Instead, there was a dark, gloomy and far-reaching star field.

Coldness and darkness coexist, and the vast sea of ​​stars spreads between heaven and earth.

And just above the sky, in the universe.

Nine behemoths appeared.

They were nine five-clawed black dragons. Except for the crystal clear dragon horns, which were shining with purple light, the dragon's body was completely black with shimmering black light [the scales shone with mysterious brilliance in the darkness.

Nine five-clawed black dragons, each black dragon is a hundred meters long, with black iron ropes as thick as a bowl tied at the end, leading to the darker space behind the nine black dragons.

There, an ancient bronze coffin with a length of twenty people hung quietly.

Howl——

Along with the appearance of nine five-clawed black dragons, there were also bursts of dragon roars.

It resounded throughout the world and shocked the world, as if they wanted to let the world know that they were back. .